12/01/2024

I here stand lost with empty hands,
My temple left as ash.
In serpent’s form believed I,
And went in dark, vain lands.

I with a yoke of devil bound
And of my joys bereav’d,
Did all these many, many years
Myself in folly drown.

My slothfulness, and guilt of mind
Has carried now their debts
To ransom hold my illed soul,
And shall with death me bind.

Hear Thou me now, O King of all,
In Thy arms hold me fast!
My flame from rain with Thy great wings
Keep dry and burning tall.

Grant unto me the Spirit’s life,
To lighten my dim faith.
The devil ‘round my neck do burn,
Who with all lies is rife.

Forgive mine anger, sin, and all
That tempted did Thy Grace.
Be with us all, forever more;
And lead us with Thy call.

01/08/2024

What can I say? To justify
my hands with blood red stain’d;
What can I do? To clear the lie,
that from my mouth has rain’d.

I laden am with sin and guilt,
I scarce behold it can:
The dirty shack with folly built,
from which I Christ did ban.

Yet time and time again I fail,
and wander from straight paths.
I stumble through the hills and dale,
while the devil scoffs and laughs.

I thirsty and with hunger am,
my dear Lord Jesus Christ;
Grant unto me the grace of Lamb,
For you, O lord, have paid the price!

14/08/2024

The sun hot on his black scales shone
as he flew to the mountains yon.
Upon a small ledge did he land
to see the place from which they banned
him who “beast” and “monster” naméd was.
“Kill and pillage is all it does”
they said to mother, father, son.
Their tongue could he no longer hear
the message yet rung loud and clear:
He driven then from village would;
hated also, much they could.

There on the ledge his green eyes shone
with many tears for times foregone.
Though he from sun’s rays shielded was
his heart still burned with sorrow, ‘cause
his human family he lost.
His foolish wish him much has cost.
But even then, the tale’s not done;
For greater freedom he has won,
he can what Icarus could not:
To, with the great wide wings he got,
fly close and high by bright hot sun!

19/11/2024

My God my God what is of me?
Why hast thou not - thou set me free?
What is my heart and wretched soul?
My mind’s vain thoughts doth take its toll!

The devil’s form of angel is;
My heart is torn, here in th’ abyss.
I joy of love no longer find,
Though thou, my God, hast been so kind!

Why am I here, why did I write
those words there in the dark of night.
Aye God, how much those tears did flow
may they be sweet, though I am low.

Lamented was, my sorry state.
I could not bear that heavy fate.
My heart then burn’d with joy unknown
I soar’d o’er many mounts wind-blown.

12/03/2025

O Father dear, my strength and hope,
how great thou art towards me!
My rock of truth and fortress strong,
I hear thy voice so lovely.

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I love thee, Father, for thou didst
those chains take off my spirit;
Though I did sin against thee oft,
I now can life inherit!

Be thou my wings of freeing flight,
of liberty from sinning,
That I may fly o’er mountains tall
and be of thy grace singing!

And may those wings be feather’d white,
Cleans’d by the blood of Calv’ry.
I pray I’ll use them as respite
For all my brothers weary!

Give me a mighty tail, so strong,
to balance and make humble,
And may my claws be planted firm,
so I shall never stumble.

Be thou my dragon's courage, Lord,
that I might face the devil;
Give me those talons sharp and teeth
to fight against all evil!

Lord may my head be crowned with horns
of righteousness and glory,
That all may see that faith and joy
which thou didst pour upon me.

31/03/2025

How can I thank thee, O Father, for all these thy blessings?
O how much joy in me burns and I praise thee with singings!
I, creature small, am not worthy of all that thou givest;
Yet of thy treasures thou namest thy children “my dearest”.
Great is the tally of sins which I’ve wrought here against thee,
Though, even then, thou didst come from above and have freed me!
Glory to Christ for I’m claimed by His blood and His body:
He is my Keeper, my Hoarder, my Guide, and my Shepherd!
Nothing I have here on earth I can carry to Judgement,
All that I have here on earth is of thee, and thine only.
Grant me, my Father of comfort, that I may be grateful
For all thy heavenly gifts, of the spirit and worldly!
Over these storms and the waves I am safe on thy shoulders,
Thou art my safety, my comfort, and rest from my worries.
Glory to God in the highest of Heaven!
Come ye to Christ, all who labour, are laden.

13/05/2025

The Lord our God a drake of might
And endless power is!
A fear for all who hate that sight
But joy for us named His.

With giant wings of majesty
He flies above the storm;
They wrap around to comfort me,
To keep me safe and warm.

When evil seeks to cause me harm
He softly calms my fear;
I hide between His mighty arms
As He protects me dear.

I love Him more than gold or fame,
Which expires where it's stored.
I will inherit a new name
And share in His great hoard!

13/05/2025

Within me burns a stubborn longing great
To have me freed from this poor human fate,
And clothéd be with perfect, painless flesh,
That I may start my life with joy afresh!
How much my soul then yearns to occupy
A body that will truly glorify
The Lord our God who made us good at first;
But I have sinned and now for freedom thirst!

My spirit longs to have a body strong:
The happy figure of a dragon long.
How pure my joyfulness would shine to see
Myself within that shape, the truest ‘me’!
And finally possess what I have yearned:
A resurrection form, the old one burned,
To bask there in the endless light of day,
Without a care or anxious thought at play.

My human eyes have here grown dark with sin,
And makes my spirit to corrupt within.
My vision now has grown so dim and weak
I cannot find the love of Him I seek!
Divinity is hidden from my sight,
But there, Lord, there my vision shall be right!
I'll have two gem-like dragon's eyes that see
Your glory as it truly shines on me!

I pray I’ll have your Truth to lean upon
So all my doubts and worries will be gone
That moment when I feel the heavy weight
Of my new dragon’s tail drag with my gait!
That I may ever be reminded of
Your joyful, sweet and everlasting love
When I do balance on that lovely tail,
I pray I’ll never stumble more nor fail.

And may I have four tree-like limbs of might
With which each massive weight would feel so light.
How much I’d love those claws to feel the earth,
I’d leap and jump around with drakish mirth!
With talons sharp and dragon’s strength I’d build
Great monuments of praise and honour filled,
And carve my songs of love and ransom paid
There on the stone of which the walls are made.

To have a stronger, purer voice; The joy!
I'd love a dragon's throat there to employ,
That I may pour my strength and happiness
In one loud roar of praise and thankfulness!
I'd sing for all eternity with those
My brothers and my sisters who've arose
From guilt and death by His own sacrifice,
I'll sing of this in your great Paradise!

That day when I from human sin am free
I’d take on wings of Heaven’s liberty,
No longer bound by shame or gravity
I’d fly towards my Father happily!
And soar unchained with Him who loves me dear,
Of death and pain I then would cease to fear.
And with my giant feathered wings and form
I’ll keep my brothers, sisters safe and warm.

Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown
Of righteousness: these words Saint Paul wrote down
Do give me hope that Christ, our only Way,
The righteous judge, shall give me at that day
A crown indeed, not made with gold or hands
Of human greed, but to His Glory stands:
Two horns to top my dragon’s majesty,
Made perfect with my Father’s love for me!

O Lord how much I want that serpent’s form
With feathers whitish grey and fur to warm
My soul that wanders on this broken plane,
A world of shame where light will one day wane.
These years wherein I’m bound to broken dust
In thee, O Lord, I put my human trust;
And let me never be ashamed to be
Your treasured hatchling and your servant free!

So while I wait upon the end of days
I pray you’ll shed on me your Heaven’s rays:
Your warm and living breath to fill my soul,
So that my wounded heart shall be made whole.
And may your breath, that Spirit kind, possess
My inner being cold, and melt that mess
Of stone and rock, so I may cease to sin;
For how can I with guilt your Kingdom win?

Yea, grant me, Lord of all, a dragon’s flame:
A fire lighted by your Spirit’s name,
A fire to reveal my darkest faults,
A fire that your highest Throne exalts,
A fire for to warm my frigid heart,
A fire for to quicken my dead parts,
A fire which shall burn my sin away,
A fire guiding me to endless Day!

Amen, my Father, may it stronger grow;
Those flames of faith and joy, that I may show
My human heart to be replaced by dragon’s mind,
So full of love and wisdom great which bind
Me to your presence then forever more!
I long to overflow like th’ ocean shore
With holy fire full of warmth and life,
O may I breath it on this world of strife!

12/07/2025

The Sirens wail their tempting songs
Of lust and flesh, for which it longs:
My human heart, still yearns for sin
I cannot by my own strength win.

Those songs they sing, how nice they sound!
How easily they have me bound
To run into the ocean deep
And make my Keeper watch and weep.

So Father dear I pray you'll hold
Me in your soft and mighty fold.
I'll find that warmth in your embrace,
Where you protect and keep me safe.

My Father holds me close to Him
And softly sings for me a hymn,
A happy song of boundless love,
Which lifts my heart with hope above!

This ancient song the Sirens hate
Because it sings their destined fate.
And so they bend its tune to throng
the pilgrims with their newer song.

The Dragon has forgotten not
The song which formed this blue-green rock;
The song He sings to give us life,
A joy so pure and great with light!

And while this sound does fill my ears
My heart is emptied of her fears.
The melodies of heaven's King;
O what can match this wondrous thing?

There in my Father's sweet embrace
I then forget the Siren race
And look into His kind, wise eyes
Where endless love and knowledge lies.

So Father dear, permit me not
To have me by my own sin rot.
But may I find my rest at last
Under thy wings, which hold me fast!